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[Verse] Everything fucked up, stress got me under pressure Still feel like I'm blessed when all my life I was ducking stretchers Never see me folding, I'd be damned if I ever let ya Everything they try to throw, I fade it and play the catcher They see us in the [?], nigga, fuck it, who wants the drama? The truth of definition of pressure, that's on my mama Got a attitude like who out here trippin'? Back on my bs Had me oull up in that black, black mask like this Wakanda Still banned worldwide, the radio got me blocked Been a battle, I been fightin' for ten and wouldn't stop Couple niggas I was cool, we cool, how I was knocked Now I went up on my stock and my partner is what they next Everybody turn to clowns for clout, you on some [?] shit Sick of people out here selling they soul to get attention With this nigga, catch a shot to the face behind a mention Should have listened now they know it was tension with no extensions Social media, they tough, but in person them niggas weak You ain't in it for the problem? Then why the fuck would you speak Gon' be tracked the way I ball up on my first, run in your cheek Make me pull up to your spot, I been watchin' it 'bout a week Yeah, I was in a foreign whip Summer [?] Backseat in the recliner, lights lookin' like a crip Tip told me not to snip Cool but I ain't gon' slip Can't nobody ride the wave, try and I'ma sink your ship Swear you niggas make me sick (Make me sick) Hustle 'til I make it rich Real niggas never switch That was word to your bitch City on my back, when I'm needed, they know I got it Go to running at your mouth, I'ma check it wit' no deposit No matter what it is, I can cross you, I get you dotted Go to playing' how I play it, green light it and get you spotted Haters wanna reach for the crown, tell 'em "Relax" Everybody got opinions, ain't nothin' about it facts Any problem, I address it and kill it like it's a track If you nowhere on my level, hit youngin, tell him "Attack" Lived to the test, nigga, I'm solid, you better knew it This ain't for the weak, if you're gangster, you better show it Everything you love will get took before you know it All you got is you and your word, don't ever blow it (Aahhhh)
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